When you go on a trip with Brian, he comes prepared. “Brian, why are we leaving so early?” He doesn’t answer because he already knows that as soon as we get in the car some dude is going to rob a bank and CDOT will close I-70.

A few of the speed bumps along the road to the top of the Sleeping Sexton, the weekend’s final prize.

Myself descending 13,039. (photo by Brian)

The view from The Crown looking at The Nose, the true summit of the Sexton. From here it’s a down climb down into the notch and then into a loose gully that will eventually lead you to the infamous ledge that will unlock the rest of the mountain. If you can’t find the ledge, chances are you may have not down climbed far enough. It’s obvious once you find it.

Looking back at the “secret ledge” in full. Look harder. 🙂 It’s wide enough, but be ready for some exposure.

Chalk! You have an instagram account. HAHA. love it. I forgot what comments on this site were like. I even get a wordpress notification. I’d ask you when the biathlon is, but that joke is old. Let’s just drink a beer, SOON! Tell my buddy Saywer I’ll bring her hat.